Chapter 340 Deep sea sacrifice.

boom!!

Another cultivator in the Kalpa stage exploded.

Qiao Ciguang's heart sank, Junior Sister Zhang Jing was also dead, and now only Junior Sister Ruan Zhi is still alive!

Just as she wanted to continue to take action, a drop of warm blood suddenly floated on her face. Not far away, the strange female corpse finally reached its limit. The cracks on her body were no longer limited to the surface of the skin, but were accompanied by creaking and creaking sounds.

The body of the female corpse was shattered piece by piece until the end, the only remaining skeleton and flesh were controlled to rush towards Sang, just like Sang Rang Shi Wanli and Su Zhentian's disciples did, exploding with a loud bang!

boom……

The body of the Jindan stage, and the strange aura that was temporarily descending from the body, both exploded. At the same time, a roar of thunder came from the sky above my head, and the heavy rain poured down without warning.

But soon, under the double suppression of the ban and curse on the island, the range of self-destruction was surprisingly small, and the strange aura from the floating habitat faded away quickly like a rootless tree.

After only a few breaths, the thunder disappeared and the heavy rain stopped.

The female corpse was destroyed, and Sang's figure appeared again in the air.

His situation was also very bad. The twelve cities were gone. Even the huge mulberry trees that led to the twelve cities were thin and empty, but he could hold on for a while.

The female corpse, who has arrived strangely in the floating life, is indeed extremely terrifying to self-destruct. If he changes a place, he may not die and will completely lose the power of resistance.

However, this Tianwai Island was where his master once stayed.

Even if it is strange, it will not affect this land.

However, it’s too long to delay now, so I have to kill the young master quickly!

Thinking of this, Sang turned around and fled in a certain direction without caring about Qiao Ciguang.

Don't leave!Qiao Ciguang quickly blocked Sang's way. She stepped on the silver waves, and the thousands of mysterious branches turned into thousands of flying swords, roaring like rain, and the sword energy was slashed down one after another!

Sang's face darkened, and he immediately took action. The branches and leaves of the giant mulberry were broken, shattering Qiao Ciguang's various methods, and at the same time, he spoke: Curse!

The moment the curse fell, several bright yellow talismans appeared around Qiao Ciguang again, and the runes flashed and slowly burned, blocking the erosion of the curse.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Xuanzhi changed again, and countless moon blades emerged out of thin air, strangling towards the giant mulberry above the mulberry head.

brush!!

A hand of the mulberry was opened, and on the giant mulberry, a piece of branches that were hugged by several people took the initiative to fall off, facing the moon blade. With one stroke, the branches and the moon blade disappeared almost at the same time.

At this moment, Sang's breath became weaker and weaker.

He reached out to Qiao Ciguang Spot again: Death!

Another huge mulberry branch as thick as a water tank fell off, sweeping towards Qiao Ciguang with a surge of resentment, hatred, curse and evil thoughts.

Qiao Ciguang's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously dodged. Taking advantage of this skill, Sang turned around and left, intending to continue looking for Pei Ling.

But at this moment, the entire island suddenly shook!

It seemed as if the haze and prohibitions and terror that had been pressing on my heart since I went to the island disappeared in an instant, and the various prohibitions and curses that were filled with them faded away in an instant.

Tsang was stunned, and then his face was bloodless.

Young Master, you have already obtained the master’s inheritance!

The next moment, the giant mulberry above his head was like a building collapsed, collapsed silently, and it was almost halfway through the collapse and was wiped out.

And Sang's power began to collapse quickly with the ban on this island.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to keep it, but his fingers were empty and he couldn't catch anything... He was imprisoned by his master on this island, guarding the inheritance left by his master. At present, the ban and curse on the island have dispersed, which does not mean freedom for him.

But...both body and spirit are destroyed!

Yes, Sang has long been integrated with the curse on the island...

At this moment, there seemed to be misty clouds in front of him.

...The deep sea, the sea water is as dark as ink.

There were intermittent sobs coming from the dark sea water.

It was a simple bamboo raft, tied up with newly rubbed hemp ropes.

After a long period of soaking, there is a tendency to disperse at this moment.

On the bamboo raft, a child who looked seven or eight years old was dressed brightly, with a necklace ring and a long life lock around his neck, sobbing in fear.

Dad...Mother...Grandfather...Grandmother...Grandmother...Grandma...Grandma...Grandma...It has been a day and a night. No matter how he calls, how he admits his mistakes and begs for mercy, there are vast sea water all around him. From time to time, there are strange sea beasts, and translucent things that he doesn't know or dare to think deeply about, passing by the bamboo raft.

The eyes full of malice and greed stared at the children from afar, feeling the unconcealed desire in their sight, as if they wanted to pounce on them anytime and anywhere, and chewed them to swallow them. The children were terrified to death.

He cried even louder, begging for mercy, asking for help, acting tantrums, acting spoiled... But the family who used to treat each other with gentleness disappeared without a trace.

The child could only watch the bamboo raft drifting with the flow and gradually disintegrating.

Finally, in a sharp cry, he was swept into the bottom of the sea by a wave in a bamboo raft, and his sense of suffocation was overwhelming, and soon he lost consciousness...

When they woke up, the child found that he had been pushed to an island by the waves.

The island is surprisingly quiet, without even a trace of worms.

The flowers blooming in their eyes are blooming freely, red like blood, snow-white, dotted among the dark branches and leaves, as beautiful as brocade.

In the center of the island, a giant mulberry tree rose from the ground, with lush branches and leaves, like mountains and mountains, standing like pillars as high as ten thousand feet high.

It is as paved as a building, covering the entire island under the canopy.

The child raised his head and stared at the huge and majestic mulberry tree blankly, feeling instinctively afraid, but there was nowhere to go. Hunger made him get up tremblingly and walk carefully into the dense rose bushes from the beach.

Then, the child walked all the way to the giant mulberry. Just as he was looking around for food, the giant mulberry suddenly opened his eyes on the trunk of the tree, and said like thunder: Another sacrifice given for the family to seek wealth.

Where did these stupid mortals hear the rumors that they think that putting the most precious children in their families on bamboo rafts to worship the dead souls in the sea can bless them to be rich and noble?

Ah!The child could not understand the meaning of the words for a moment, so he turned around in fear and ran away, monster!monster!

However, he ran for a while, but he could only spin under the giant mulberry. Just when the child was frightened, the giant mulberry spoke lazily: Why are you panic?I am a fairy, you are a ghost, you are all hatreds that the living cannot avoid.No one is more noble than anyone else.

Two huge purple-red mulberries suddenly fell into the child's hands. Look, eat something and calm down.

Ghosts, ghosts?The mulberries are soft and juicy, and they are red in their palms, exuding an attractive and sweet atmosphere. The child is young and innocent, and when he is hungry, he sees the other party taking the initiative to give food that seems very good, his fear is suddenly weakened. He is stunned when he hears this, and then he realizes that he has no shadow...

He forgot to eat for a moment and stared at his hands blankly. When did he die?

Did you die of panic while drifting to the island, or did you die of suffocation after devouring the waves...?

He doesn't remember at all...

Bat, Bat...After realizing that he was dead, big tears quickly burst out from the child's eyes.

At the same time, his body, which was originally solid, shook slightly and became much weaker.

Not far away, a cluster of rose branches seemed to be conscious and stretched out to wipe his face.

The roses on this island are different from other places, with dark branches and leaves, bright blood-like flowers, delicate and weird.

But the petals touch the child's cheeks, giving him a gentle and delicate feeling.

Little fool.Jusang said lightly, the ghost's tears contain your original power. You have not grown up before you were alive, and now you are a new death, and your soul should be weak.If it weren't for this special place, it wouldn't be possible that such a solid soul would be. Now, crying sadly for the sake of the person who abandoned you is like taking the initiative to lose his soul.

Forget it, this is your own choice.

After speaking, the eyes on the trunk closed and disappeared in an instant.